Pea Soup Andersen’s Website has this to say:
“Few restaurants in the United States have been so warmly accepted over the years as the far-famed “Pea Soup Andersen’s” in the little town of Buellton. California, just north of Santa Barbara.
What magic has attracted millions of people to its tables? Why do travelers, who have once visited Andersen’s make a point of returning, though they must drive miles after hunger begs them to stop?
The delicious Split Pea Soup? Yes, but it’s much more than that, for Pea Soup Andersen’s has a spirit of wholesome family warmth which draws people again and again through its doors.
Long time “pea soupers” whose families brought them first to Andersen’s are now bringing their children and their children’s children!
On June 13, 1999 we celebrated our 75th anniversary and we continue to be a part of California’s rich history and future.”















Pea Soup Anderson’s
Filmdrunk has some sweet information on Miley Cyrus’ 9-year-old sister designing lingerie. Now I have a filthy mind but this 9-year-old beats me by the length of a whale’s dick.

Cancer Boy visited old friends in Charlotte. They had some good ass fried pickles, he saw a pitbull, some brass knuckles and a vintage panhead.




This place used to have rats in the kitchen but now they got an A rating. Got some berry pie, some butter lettuce, a gooey brownie the brownie was so gooey, it was a really gooey brownie, that brownie be so ooey gooey, I really liked how gooey the brownie was.






Smallest pizza ever. Like for a baby midget with a small stomach. And I got into some soft serve with buttered popcorn. Try it!








“In SC there are these out of the way places like Meggett and Adam’s run. They are deserted pretty much. You can go and there isn’t anyone to fuck with you. There is a gate to this place, so there weren’t any riff raff. You can eat oysters and crabs out of that water there. And sometimes you can get shrimp and maybe fish.”
-Cancer Boy



Oysters look like salty vaginas.
This resturant called Pure Luck be having some good ass fries.
But really I just wish i had a dancing hotdog painting on my wall.


After you fly for awhile and then walk all over fucking Miami.. Cancer Boy’s feet swole up like blood filled sacks of skin. His feet could have been fill ins for prime time with Glick on comedy central.


Cancer Boy has only been in one movie.. A Christmas Story.


